Wusha was extremely weak, which involuntarily reminded Li Lanhao of when they first met, when the Tigress in his arms had also been very weak, yet she remained as tough-bodied and sharp-tongued as ever.
Clearly, weak as she was to this extent, she had still forced herself to remain calm, holding Medusa for so long and arranging Zhong Wuyan's destination.
And what about himself? It seemed he had constantly been pestering her. Li Lanhao could not help but feel a boundless sense of self-reproach and shame.
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